The Poe-et’s Nightmare (Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems)
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
A FA FableLuxus tumultus semper causa est.Lucullus Languish, student of the skies,And connoisseur of rarebits and mince pies,A bard by ...
IDeep, smoldering colors of the land and seaBurn in these stones, that, by some mystery,Wrap fire in sleep and never ...
FROM the green Amesbury hill which bears the nameOf that half mythic ancestor of mineWho trod its slopes two hundred ...
IThe trumpet, with a giant sound,Its harsh war-summons wildly sings;And, bursting forth like mountain-springs,Poured from the hillside camping-ground,Each swift battalion ...
THAT night I think that no one slept; No bells were struck, no whistle blew,And when the watch was changed I ...
From out the dark of death, before the gatesFlung wide, that open into paradise--More radiant than the white gates of ...
FAR in the ways of the hyaline wastes-in the face of the splendidSix of the sisters-the star-dowered sisters ineffably bright,Merope ...
THE woods stretch wild to the mountain side, And the brush is deep where a man may hide, They have ...
How long I sat before that slender goblet, knowing well that I must sup! How long I sat in wonderment! ...
I LAY on Delos of the CycladesAt evening, on a cape of golden land; The blind Bard's book was open ...
Seven days accomplished,--unto Pharaoh's court The sons of Amram went; by Voice Divine Commanded; and, in presence of the king, ...
Part the FirstMery it was in the grene forestAmonge the leves grene,Wheras men hunt east and west,Wyth bowes and arrowes ...
By none but me can the tale be told,The butcher of Rouen, poor Berold.(Lands are swayed by a King on ...
DedicationThese to His Memory—since he held them dear,Perchance as finding there unconsciouslySome image of himself—I dedicate,I dedicate, I consecrate with ...
(_A ballad for God_) _A. D._ 909 Three kings with naught of a care To a hunting went; Three ...
Oh all ye, who pass by, whose eyes and mind To worldly things are sharp, but to me blind; To ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Dedication These to His Memory--since he held them dear, Perchance as finding there unconsciously Some image of himself--I dedicate, I ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, And took the fire with him, and a knife. And as ...
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